Random Blog A Musing Farf

Thursday, March 15, 2007


I have been at a loss to come up with good topics lately. Actually, that is not entirely true. I have had flashes of brilliance for blog topics, but then, just as fast as they come to me, they are gone with only the faintest trace. I fear I am turning into my mother.

Now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with turning into my mother. She is a wonderful, selfless person who pretty much lives to make others happy and only asks for a nice piece of jewelry every once in a while from my dad in return. There are many worse ways to end up. But, Mother also has an affliction she affectionately refers to as CRAFT Syndrome. CRAFT is an acronym for Can’t Remember a Fucking Thing. And it’s true. She forgets stuff all the time. In fact, as kids, Sister, Brother and I would heartily take advantage of this and, upon getting in trouble for something, remark indignantly, “You gave me permission, remember?” The answer was always a laugh and a reminder that she had CRAFT – it worked like a charm.

I have always doubted my memory. There are times I am speaking to Sister, Brother, Husband, Father…or really anyone…. and I will recall a conversation, only to be told it 100% did not happen the way I remember. And yet, I could swear it did. I used to think everyone else was wrong, but after being corrected so many times, it is clearly my faulty memory.

Is it age? I am going to be 32 in a little more then a week, but 32 hardly seems old enough to be experiencing such memory loss. And, this time, it is more than conversations being remembered differently. I can not remember if I turned off the lights before leaving the apartment this morning (sorry Husband), I can not remember important dates unless I write them down and I most definitely can not remember the four very cool blog topics I came up with yesterday.


Suzanne said...

I am afflicted by CRAFT as well. Yesterday Steph was talking about last summer, when we walked around the Jersey Shore mocking a store called "Vergina's." That sounds hilarious, but I don't remember it at all. How can someone not remember a place called Vergina's?

super des said...

I have a special version of CRAFT, which is more selective. Sometimes I remember things that happen to me, only to find out that was a movie. My boyfriend has CRAFT too, worse than me, so that makes for great "discussions."

BROTHER said...

well i left you a comment at 5am west coast time for the spokane airport but i guess it didn't show up, so here is what it said (roughly):

"i wish i could be you forget what happened to miami basketball yesterday. and the only thing your pizza post accomplished was making me hungry, and there is no pizza joint open at 5am in the spokane, washington airport"